A normal day for Ebony.

Mom has a funny story she wants to share. Yesterday she was going to throw an empty cracker box away and I knocked it off the counter and started playing with it. Mom said I could play with it for awhile if I wanted. I started scooting it around and mom thought she'd be cute and she threw one of her hair ties that I play with inside the box well I dove in head first and went after that hair tie. I pushed my head in real far cause I got stuck. I kept trying to back myself out of it but that didn't work. I started running and scooting that cracker box every where trying to get out. I could hear mom laughing while I was trapped in this box. She finally released me after what seemed like forever. It was at that moment I got the nick name "Cracker Box Ebby". I stayed away from that box for awhile until I figured out it wasn't out to get me. Mom left it on the floor and last night I went after it again, I went in head first and started scooting going this way that way and finally hit the wall which I guess was the finish line. I backed out of it and shook my head as if to shake of the dizziness and went and laid down for a minute. I had enough of that box for awhile. I've gotten stuck a few times in things and I always go back for more. i wonder what new nick name I'll earn today :)